When I came home after working late, my wife was hanging dead from the doorframe.
Before I could even grieve, a neighbor called the police, and I was pinned to the ground as a suspect.
Every piece of evidence uncovered afterward pointed to me as the killer. But I hadn't even been home yesterday. Who had taken my place and killed my wife?
I knelt before my wife's body, sobbing uncontrollably, when suddenly I noticed...
